C537 Commitments and Threats

The large room was somewhat deserted. The light from the floor lamp was like the sunlight between the leaves, leaving behind a few spots of light on the ground.

Guan Qingqing was lying on the bed with her left ear pressed against the pillow. She could clearly hear the sound of her own heartbeat. No matter how many ticks the clock on the wall had turned, she was still unable to rest on her bed